Comfort Woman

She carries the sins of a thousand men

In between her legs,

Men dressed in uniforms

And fighting for their country.

She cries on behalf of a thousand men

For their separation from

Their lovers and wives,

Men who left the comfort of their home

And find comfort in her.

She forgives all those brave men

Who shed their blood in wars.

She, a defused time bomb

Cleansing the lust of a country

Defeated as a retribution

To the sins it committed.